Rolling Stone

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Cap-1] Papa was a rolling stone, guess it rubbed off Told her it was over, no love lost Told them niggas if you do it, nigga, be a boss 8Balls for the hundred, [?] soft Women friends sleeping over at the loft Bet a thou on that nine, call it Nina Ross Make it jump back like a 63 Money stand tall, nigga, 6 feet Drop the top, pop in clutch, nigga, switch speeds Your girl on my bumper, told that bitch freeze Hundred round drum, like a simphony Got a chick in L.A., texting a sin for me Keep that work and water whip it like it's chemestry Got so many hoes, you think it's ten of me V 12 fully loaded, came with night vision On the road, riding dirty, got them white women She text me if you love me, then how can you leave me? She clame she wanna see me, I say look at TV I got it out the mud, you just want it easy Come across easy, and that's sleazy 808 heartbreak, like my nigga Yeezy Back on bullshit, with my nigga Greezy You win some and you lose some So we stretch them hoes out like a futon [Chorus: Kaleena] Baby, it's gon' pay off, pay off All I know is what I know I'm a cocky motherfucker, with a winning problem Baby, it's gon' pay off, pay off All I know is what I know I'm a cocky motherfucker, with a winning problem [Verse 2: Cap-1] Bitch wonder why I don't dance more My best friend got murdered on the dance floor My side bitch say I never make a chance for her So fine, tryna fuck her with my pants on Everything I do, I do it hands on Make a white T flooded like a tampon Making niggas dip the set, like Cam'Ron My rich bitch got a tab, shawty pay [?] Lost so many friends, man, I feel [?] Told her it was over, it's better we end this Pops always told me, piece of mind priceless I admit it, I ain't perfect, I got hella vices And I confess I had a car before I had a licance My mama said she seen it coming like she was a psychic Shrink say I gotta learn [?] Prodict of a thug life, young Tupac No head bandana, just a bunch of tats Really never worked a job, just a bunch of traps Tryna pull me back to you, use the pussy as a trap On a paper chase, just tryna cover the map [Chorus: Kaleena] Baby, it's gon' pay off, pay off All I know is what I know I'm a cocky motherfucker, with a winning problem Baby, it's gon' pay off, pay off All I know is what I know I'm a cocky motherfucker, with a winning problem